It Started With A Note. Victoria Cooke
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Название: It Started With A Note

Автор: Victoria Cooke

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Контркультура

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isbn: 9780008310257

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СКАЧАТЬ Chapter Thirteen

      

       Chapter Fourteen

      

       Chapter Fifteen

      

       Chapter Sixteen

      

       Chapter Seventeen

      

       Chapter Eighteen

      

       Chapter Nineteen

      

       Chapter Twenty

      

       Chapter Twenty-One

      

       Chapter Twenty-Two

      

       Chapter Twenty-Three

      

       Chapter Twenty-Four

      

       Chapter Twenty-Five

      

       Chapter Twenty-Six

      

       Chapter Twenty-Seven

      

       Chapter Twenty-Eight

      

       Chapter Twenty-Nine

      

       Chapter Thirty

      

       Chapter Thirty-One

      

       Chapter Thirty-Two

      

       Chapter Thirty-Three

      

       Chapter Thirty-Four

      

       Chapter Thirty-Five

      

       Chapter Thirty-Six

      

       One Year Later …

      

       Acknowledgements

      

       Extract

       Dear Reader

       Thank You for Reading!

       Keep Reading…

      

       About the Publisher

       For my great-grandfather, Private Thomas Edward Fitton, who served with the 1st Battalion in the Borders Regiment and was killed in action on 1/7/1916 in the Somme Valley aged 24.

       And, my grandmother Rose (his daughter) who was six years old when he was taken from her by the Great War. She became a much-loved grandmother who always had time for her grandchildren.

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       In loving memory of my grandad, Kenneth Taylor Cooke, (1926–2018) a Second World War Royal Marine, spared from fighting the Japanese in the Pacific as the war ended during his training. Grandad is remembered for his bravery, patience, kindness, generosity and love.

       Rain

      Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain

      On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me

      Remembering again that I shall die

      And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks

      For washing me cleaner than I have been

      Since I was born into this solitude.

      Blessed СКАЧАТЬ